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…it’s all very dear and blesséd. But hush ! how beauti- fully Mr. Worcester is expounding about Barabbas ! MR. G. K. CHESTERTON, do. This scene is all description and no drama, and ought to satisfy Mr. Bernard Shaw’s idea of a dramatic scene. (The beau- tiful woman gets up and goes. The poet hastily follows her out.) SCENE XIV TEN MONTHS LATER Sir Percy de Percivale’s Ancestral Hall. SIR HERPES ZOSTER, M.D. SIR GRABSON JABBS, Q.C. SIR HERPES Z. Yes, indeed, a most fortunate event. The children weigh 46 lbs between the three of them. All boys ! I…
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…. LADY GLENSTRAE. Oh, that medicine ! You like it ? SIR PERCY. It is heaven, heaven ! It is called — LADY GLENSTRAE. Morphia. They rest. SCENE XII TWO YEARS LATER Night : The Strand, opposite the Hotel Cecil. A chemist’s shop behind. A grey, old, wizen man staggers into the shop. CHEMIST. This prescription has been made up before, sir. THE MAN. Yes, I want it renewed, quickly, quickly.
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WHY JESUS WEPT 17 SCENE V To CARRUTHERS, in the Office of SIR PERCY’S Ancestral Hall enter GREUMOCH. GREUMOCH. Ay, sir. The laddie’s in the thick o’t ! Weel ! She’ll be off tae th’ muir, a’m thinking, sin’ the dee. CARRUTHERS. He goes to solitude ? GREUMOCH. Weel, weel, sir, na ! She wadna say the laddie wad gang yon. CARRUTHERS, smiling. He is ever alone ? GREUMOCH. Oo ay, sir, by his lanes. CARRUTHERS. Go now, and tell me ever of his doings. Exit Greumoch. The hour is nigh, but when that hour may strike
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WHY JESUS WEPT 45 SCENE VIII Dawn. Outside Castle Baird. To CARRUTHERS, GREUMOCH, MOLLY, and retainers on horseback enter LADY BAIRD and SIR PERCY PER- CIVALE on the battlements. CARRUTHERS. Be a man, Greumoch boy, be a man ! GREUMOCH. Sir, did she’ll no be thinking ye were greeting yersel’, mon, she’ll could find it in her heert to whang ye, whateffer. ANGELA. You are early hunting, gentlemen. Come in ! My steward shall serve somewhat. Sees Molly. Ha ! Ha ! Ha ! You bring a lady, then, Carruthers ! CARRUTHERS. Madam ! Give me that boy ! ANGELA…
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…l things as now, But added a brow Cool — O how cool ! Fool ! Fool ! Fool ! With a terrible laugh he springs out of sight down the crags. SCENE III SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, in the Hall. O the gloom of these distasteful tomes ! The horror of the secrets here discovered ! Wake, ye salamandrines ; sleep, ye gnomes ! Were those the sylphs that round me hovered
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50 WHY JESUS WEPT. SCENE IX Enter THE MARQUIS OF GLENSTRAE, Outside Tyson’s Cottage. GLENSTRAE. Here, then, lives the pretty piece of goods Angela wrote me of. (Molly appears at doorway.) Ah ! my pretty lass, can you give a poor old man a glass of milk ? MOLLY. Yes, sir, I will fetch you one. Pray you, set you down awhile. (He sits down. She goes.) GLENSTRAE. Ugh ! Ugh ! This rheumatism at me again. I wish I had left the business to Arthur. — But there, there, one never knows. (Molly comes in with the milk.) There, there ! what have you been cr…
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… a glass of brandy.) Brandy ! HORTENSE. Here, milady. ANGELA. Not enough, you she-devil. More ! More ! Exit. Angela falls back to sleep. SCENE XI Paris. ANGELA, LORD and LADY GLENSTRAE, SIR PERCY DE PERCIVALE. ANGELA. You will not believe what I tell you ? These friends will tell you what I mean, and if I mean it ! You had your dis- missal this morning. Never dare to address me again !
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…ow ! Weel, weel, it’s an ill warld after a’ ! Greumoch wad be slow wi’ sic ill news, an’ she wull maun haste. Weel, weel ! Exit hastily. SCENE VII MOLLY, outside Tyson’s Cottage. Moonrise. MOLLY TYSON. O there is edged the waning moon Out of the hollow of Sty Head Pass ! Gable is grander for the gloom. Lingmell is silver ! Ah, the bloom Of the rose of night ; oh, dulcet tune Of the dew falling on the grass ! I am the veritable Queen Of Night : my king is hither bound. A moment and he comes — oh, breast ! Heave if thou wilt ! — such stir is rest…
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…t it... Can you spare an old man a kiss ? MOLLY. O my lord ? GLENSTRAE, kissing her. There, there ! Where is your father ? (They go in.) SCENE X Paris. Night. SIR PERCY and ANGELA in bed, the latter asleep. SIR PERCY. O Rose of dawn ! O star of evening ! O glory of the soul of light ! Let my bright spirit speed on urgent wing ! Let me be silent, and my silence sing Throughout the idle, the luxurious night ! How soft she breathes ! How tender Her eyes beam down on me ! How slender
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…ers, You know as much muck as — those others ! Your modest homes are dull ; you need me ! Don’t let your husbands know ; but — read me ! SCENE I The Poet inducts his matter. I draw no picture of the Fates (Recitativo—rhyming 8s) Presiding over birth and so on. I leave the Gods alone, and go on. Sir Percival de Percivale Sat in his vast baronial hall
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…o ! There is too strong a discipline of sense, Too cool a brain, too self-controlled a heart : — Well, we shall see. Turns to his books. SCENE V SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, on Wastwater. God, I have rowed ! My hands are one blister ; By arms are one ache ; But my brain is a fire, As erst on the fell, In the hall ; let me dive To the under-abode, Where the sweet-voiced sister
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…, This verse inserted like a playful kitten To usher in the youth’s c. d. e. f., ert Or inert as may be ; it can’t the lucky deaf hurt.) SCENE II SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, on a mountain summit. No higher ? No higher ? All hell is my portion. My mouth is as fire ; My thought an abortion. This is the summit ?
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WHY JESUS WEPT 15 SCENE IV ANGELA, LADY BAIRD, regarding herself in a mirror. I thank you, M. Davenport ! This smile Is worth a husband. Here, one touch of pink Completes a perfect picture — Are these eyes Dark eno’ to look love or sin, and large (O Atropine !) to beam forth innocence ? Innocence, a grim jest for sixty years ! Nay, sixty-three ; I lie not to myself ; Else one sins lying ; this is virtue mixed, A bubbling draught that soon lies still and flat ; While my great lust runs deep and dark, nor changes For all that time can do. What of…
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…is no odds : did you once see this you were not far off from the Heart of the Qabalah. The occasion of this letter is the insertion of a scene equi- valent to an “ appreciation of the Brixton Chapel ” in my masterpiece “ Why Jesus Wept.” You asked me for it ;
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WHY JESUS WEPT 71 SCENE XIII The Meeting-House of the Brethren Gathered Together To The Name Of The Lord Jesus, sub-section Anti-Ravenite of the Exclusive section. They are of course Anti-Stewart, and sound on the Ramsgate Question, while observing an armed neutrality in the matter of Mr. Kelly’s actionI. In the midst a table with a loaf and a bottle : also, by their own account, Jesus Christ. Forms, varnished yellow, around it, them, and (I suppose) Him. On one of them is a blackboard with the notice in white paint : “ Those not in fellowship …